Grace Potter And The Nocturnals:Falling Or Flying Lyrics

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We got lost againDrove to the end of the roadMet a red faced man taught us to do what we're toldAnd on the twenty-third nightThings ain't bad but things ain't right

Are we falling or flying?Are we falling or flying?Are we living or dying?I guess we'll never know

The airs so heavyIt could drown a butterflyIf it flew to highAnd I get the feelingThat the truck driver ain't shyBecause he's lookin' at me but no where near my eyeAnd on the thirty-fifth morningThings ain't good but things ain't boring

Are we falling or flying?Are we falling or flying?Are we living or dying?

I guess we'll never knowStriking rock or hitting gold

Sometimes it's hard to tell if there's a life behind a song?But I know tomorrowToday won't feel so aloneBecause on the forty-second nightThe room was dark but the stage was bright

Are we falling or flying?Are we falling or flying?Are we living, are we dying?